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16576	M. T. W.	Connor Magan's Luck and Other Stories			.txt	text/plain	25805	1778	91	head--when we come home from de funeral dat night, de ole man look at A good many years ago, in the city of Philadelphia, lived a little girl, Nannette for the good little "sister-mother," who once upon a time Molly was six years old; a plump, roly-poly little girl with long, And a little later, while rocking her old rag-doll, "mamma," said she, "Good-bye," said gentle grandma, holding up the little face to kiss the "I like chicken, I do," said proud little Zay with appealing eyes, but From that night, just as the little man had said, riches unlimited came "It is _very_ cold," said the little old man as we started. "Mamma," she said, "why can't I wear pretty clothes every day like Irene "Well, Totchen," said Tot's boy-uncle Will, looking up from his book as "Will," said Tot's mamma, at the open door, "are you ready? Tot, in her little night-dress	./cache/16576.txt	./txt/16576.txt